March 2012

POTD: A Theory Shot Full of Holes

A Theory Shot Full of Holes Springhill, Montana 2012

God speed the plow…. By this wonderful provision, which is only man’s mastery over nature, the clouds are dispensing copious rains … [the plow] is the instrument which separates civilization from savagery; and converts a desert into a farm or garden…. To be more concise, Rain follows the plow.
 
 –Charles Dana Wilber
  This is the punchline to a now much discredited climate-change theory that lead to a good deal of unwarranted optimism in the homesteading of the Great Plains a.k.a. the Great American Desert in the late 19th and early 20th centuries and later to the creation of a great number of decaying monuments to that optimism.]]>

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POTD: End of the Trail

End of the Trail Pony, Montana 2012

I stopped to photograph this old travel trailer for my on-going series of images of old  buildings, cars, shoes and whatever else seems to fit the theme of symbols of schemes and dreams that have met the end of the line. I didn’t realize how appropriate this particular trailer was until I noticed the silhouette in the back window. You have to look close in this small photo to see it but it’s a very well known knockoff of James Earl Fraser’s sculpture End of the Trail.]]>

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POTD: Trial Balloon

Trial Balloon Budapest, Hungary 2011

I saw this balloon just casually making it’s way down the center of the street near the courthouse one day. O.K. I don’t think it was really near the courthouse (although I’m not sure where the courthouse was), I just said that so that the humor in the title would make more sense. The strange thing is that the balloon stayed about this elevation for about two blocks in its travels in spite of several cars driving by it.]]>

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POTD: Dogs Playing Poker

Dogs Playing Poker Budapest, Hungary 2011

This was at a drinking establishment called the For Sale Pub. That name reminded me of a bar I used to go to near the airport in Alaska called the Fly by Night Club that opened up in a building that was notorious for short-live restaurant/bar ventures. Their motto was “Going out of business in the same location for 10 years.”]]>

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